Chapter Forty Two

I don't mean to be rude, but fuck you and shut up.

Irina point of view:

He pulled me into a room with him. I couldn't even concentrate. Only God knows how I got here.

I have been shaking since.

"Irina." He called and I looked at his face, being scared of him.

"Look at me, concentrate." He said as he cupped my face in his palms.

"You killed them?" I said to myself, more like a question though.

"Yes, is there anything wrong with killing people who are messing with my wife?" He asked me.

"But you kill them. They are dead." I whispered.

"Don't you know what we do? Everyone kills. They might have been hiding it from you but we do nothing but kill and do our business. Your father's kills, even your innocent brother, so accept that fact and forget about that scene." He said as he looked firmly into my eyes.

"Do you think those words like I will kill you are jokes? Babe, they freaking mean it. We all kill those that wrong us and every one knows that." He said.

"They have just been keeping you